Half Fool
. for public domain
I did not trust my feelings,
their value nor their worth,
I buried them for years to come,
six feet beneath the Earth.
Thought would rule unruly days,
axioms my savior,
steering me through whited water,
guiding my behavior.
Exhumed now in my waning years,
feelings long unlived,
mending what I now fear most,
a half full life half lived.
Copyright © William Coyne | Year Posted 2021
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